Lyrics

Yeah They take, take, take but they never give back Two faced, fake's stay hidden by the mask They smile to your face and now you're steak of the stash Place your fingers near my plate Prepare to get them stabbed with a fork Never break bread with my enemy And secondly it stinks of bullshit when you talk Shove the cork in, be quiet and keep walking The fact is, you chat shit and do jack shit With your hands out begging for a portion Of my percentage, you pushed the boundaries of friendship Jealousy and envy will end it all You're heading for a fall Getting through to you, is like tryna have a conversation with a brick wall You desperately long for supremacy But have the tendency to fuck it up tremendously Hidden by your fake identity Be real
Writer(s): James Warden Leigh, Rory Charles Graham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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